Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
3.26.2010 @ the Crack House
we're partying hard tonight at the Crack House. that's the corner of Grant ave and Gay st. basement show with:
Bro Fucker
Boob Eyes
Keep Honking, I'm Reloading
Thunder Bison (should totally go by Bison Thunder)
Survivalist
Lemia Belus
2 kegs and 2 bottles of Everclear. doing it fundraiser style. cos you know we all want to see that warehouse soon.
Bro Fucker
Boob Eyes
Keep Honking, I'm Reloading
Thunder Bison (should totally go by Bison Thunder)
Survivalist
Lemia Belus
2 kegs and 2 bottles of Everclear. doing it fundraiser style. cos you know we all want to see that warehouse soon.

Thursday, March 25, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
snoop dogg millionaire
sure, this is old news... i just thought it'd be a nice lil jump-
start for the weekend.
Monday, March 15, 2010
6sv in chi-town, part 1
we made our arrival here yesterday around 2.30 in the afternoon. wesaid what up, raged with this beast dog in the park for like a half hour, then peaced out on a "mission." we found all the necessities for a week stay with a few blocks, grocery, packy (as the conneticuts call the liquor store), laundromat, and our new Homebase, F. O'mahony's. we stepped into the first bar that looked like they charged under $5 a drink only to realize we were in boystown at an irish gay pub. this was actually kind of awesome. the dude's were chill as fuck and we got a few rounds of jameson and some free beers for being the out-of-towner straight dudes who could, indeed, kick it.
from here, we stumbled off and, in as touristy of a fashion as possible, asked pretty much every stranger we passed where a train was. finally, this chick helped us get tickets and board the redline towards downtown. as soon as we got off, we stopped at a seven-eleven (it's all spelled out here), and grabbed some 40s. again, we proceeded to ask every (chill-looking) stranger we passed where the best place to drink in public was, and eventually were directed to Millenium Park. it was clearly too light out still to be smashing out king cobra in plain view, so we hopped this little fence and ran back into these tightly packed-in trees in the middle of the park and started schwillin'.
as we approached bottoms and had progressively become drunker and hence louder, we got suprise attacked by park security. so we took our lecture, played the stupid tourist card (which for some reason worked in this situation?), and dumped the ass of our drinks out and were escorted out of the trees. but from here, security just sent us on our way and we walked down to the ice rink. $10 holler to go ice skating all night in downtown chicago? fuck yeah, i'm there. obviously, the loop gets a little boring after a while, and my body could only take so many failed hockey-stop attempts. so we set out to find another train.
while waiting for the train thats going to take us back to boystown, we strike up conversation with two girls from conneticut. they've got their noses up their asses, but we're bullshitting, so we go with it. they end up getting off the train with us, and instead of stopping to get food to cook, we stop at a liquor store for a case of beer and a bottle of jack. whatever happened, happened. i'm not saying she was fat, dude, and i ain't saying you hit it. i'd like to just leave that out in the open for everyone to decide themselves. ha
haven't really been taking a whole lot of photos or video, but we've got a whole week left, so...
bam.
this has been a 6sv report from the windy city.
over and out.
from here, we stumbled off and, in as touristy of a fashion as possible, asked pretty much every stranger we passed where a train was. finally, this chick helped us get tickets and board the redline towards downtown. as soon as we got off, we stopped at a seven-eleven (it's all spelled out here), and grabbed some 40s. again, we proceeded to ask every (chill-looking) stranger we passed where the best place to drink in public was, and eventually were directed to Millenium Park. it was clearly too light out still to be smashing out king cobra in plain view, so we hopped this little fence and ran back into these tightly packed-in trees in the middle of the park and started schwillin'.
as we approached bottoms and had progressively become drunker and hence louder, we got suprise attacked by park security. so we took our lecture, played the stupid tourist card (which for some reason worked in this situation?), and dumped the ass of our drinks out and were escorted out of the trees. but from here, security just sent us on our way and we walked down to the ice rink. $10 holler to go ice skating all night in downtown chicago? fuck yeah, i'm there. obviously, the loop gets a little boring after a while, and my body could only take so many failed hockey-stop attempts. so we set out to find another train.
while waiting for the train thats going to take us back to boystown, we strike up conversation with two girls from conneticut. they've got their noses up their asses, but we're bullshitting, so we go with it. they end up getting off the train with us, and instead of stopping to get food to cook, we stop at a liquor store for a case of beer and a bottle of jack. whatever happened, happened. i'm not saying she was fat, dude, and i ain't saying you hit it. i'd like to just leave that out in the open for everyone to decide themselves. ha
haven't really been taking a whole lot of photos or video, but we've got a whole week left, so...
bam.
this has been a 6sv report from the windy city.
over and out.
Labels:
6sv,
beersluts,
boystown,
chicago,
f. o'mahony's,
ice skating,
millenium park,
trains
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Thee Oh Sees (to put a hyped-up band in perspective)
by j bux
i'll be completely honest here. i often write off a band that i might actually like i might actually like based on admittedly-shallow principles. however, in this case, i feel i am completely justified.
when you hop on the two-man noise band train late in the game like this:
and are at any point involved in a project like this:
and then follow up with crapola like this:
there is NO POSSIBLE WAY to maintain any
sort of credibility.
sort of credibility.
i'll be honest, when i was a kid (15 or
16 years old, i'm, like, totally way
more mature now,) i really liked Hella
and Lightning Bolt and all those other
two-man rock-set-up style noisier rock
bands. Load Records was pretty good
about keep those types of bands on their
label for a while and i was really into
it for a while. Pink and Brown were
buddies w/ Lightning Bolt and it was not
illogical for John Dwyer to do that style
of project because it seemed like most
artists in the Providence, RI / Fort
Thunder scene were doing that type of
shit. i was really into it and thought
they were cool. after Dwyer made a cameo
in "The Power of Salad and Milkshakes"
(a Lightning Bolt tour documentary,) i
became a little skeptical of his sincerity
and dedication to innovation and
experimentation. can we say flavor of the
week? Dwyer's newly acquired hype reveals
the abominable truth that anyone can
write shitty pop songs, use 'weird'
effects and shitty microphones, and turn
them into a psychedelic-freak-folk trendy
cluster-fuck sensation. i guess i should
probably listen to a couple more songs...
16 years old, i'm, like, totally way
more mature now,) i really liked Hella
and Lightning Bolt and all those other
two-man rock-set-up style noisier rock
bands. Load Records was pretty good
about keep those types of bands on their
label for a while and i was really into
it for a while. Pink and Brown were
buddies w/ Lightning Bolt and it was not
illogical for John Dwyer to do that style
of project because it seemed like most
artists in the Providence, RI / Fort
Thunder scene were doing that type of
shit. i was really into it and thought
they were cool. after Dwyer made a cameo
in "The Power of Salad and Milkshakes"
(a Lightning Bolt tour documentary,) i
became a little skeptical of his sincerity
and dedication to innovation and
experimentation. can we say flavor of the
week? Dwyer's newly acquired hype reveals
the abominable truth that anyone can
write shitty pop songs, use 'weird'
effects and shitty microphones, and turn
them into a psychedelic-freak-folk trendy
cluster-fuck sensation. i guess i should
probably listen to a couple more songs...
i guess i should probably listen to a
couple more songs...
couple more songs...
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
rodney mullen on That's Incredible
ok, this is by far the most ridiculous skate clip i've ever watched. peep the one-footed 360° frotside shuvit at 1:30 in this clip. it'll change your life. he does a ton of other gnarly tricks, but that one stuck out for some reason. a true mad genius of flatland fuckery.
hip-hop tuesdays @ oldfield's: freestyles
vomit party.
Labels:
blast,
bruce wayne,
freestyle,
hip-hop,
levdon,
live,
metaforce,
oldfield's on high,
tha destroyer,
Tuesday,
tyreless
AP - 2 more songs, live
jeeah
Labels:
6sv,
alleyes manifest,
alleyes path,
AP,
Columbus,
dj,
GoDieKid,
hip-hop,
live,
ohio,
Ruby Tuesday
steamboat - 3 songs, live
yes.. if you didn't notice i finally gave up and started uploading videos to youtube. yes, it still takes just along, but afterward... you can actually watch the videos on the internet. brilliant.
Monday, March 8, 2010
HPHP @ central city recording
with their first full length in the final stages of editing before release, hurtpeople hurtpeople of columbus, ohio have some serious planning to do. the album release show, April.2.2010, will be held at the Gnar Gate facilities at 527 E Hudson St. for those unfamiliar with the Gnar, it is actually unaccessible from Hudson. the entrance can be found at the end of E Tompkins St, on the service road along the railroad tracks. this warehouse space has been the home of many bands over the years, as well as played host to some of the coolest parties in this city.
joining HPHP for this event will be Native(IN), and New Creases(OH). stay tuned for more info on this show and don't forget to mark your calendars. this will be one of your last chances to catch hurt people hurt people before they disappear on tour.Sunday, March 7, 2010
shit you missed in columbus hip-hop: PART SIX
notes:
1. al clearly doesn't have an unlimited calling plan.
2. the average cell phone user uses 459 minutes per month.
3. verizon wireless offers a plan $80 per month that would allow al
to talk for just under twice that amount of time.
to talk for just under twice that amount of time.
4. al is well spoken and likely wouldn't need that amount of time to
convey any message to any number of people in a given month.
convey any message to any number of people in a given month.
stay tuned for more shit you missed in columbus hip-hop.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
mdma
love spit love - am i wrong?
imagine you just moved into a house with vague acquaintances. you've got this big ass bin full of blankets and pillows and other soft things, and you come home one night to find it MIA. you look all around and make your way for the vacant bedroom. when you knock, 5 voices chime in, "hellooooo?!"
you open the door and ask your roommates and their friends if they know where all the blankets went. after you ask, you realize they're all on ecstasy and lying in a big puddle of people and blankets under a pile of blankets on top of a pile of blankets, everyone cuddling each other and a pillow. you try to get mad for a second, but everyone's smiling too hard.
imagine you just moved into a house with vague acquaintances. you've got this big ass bin full of blankets and pillows and other soft things, and you come home one night to find it MIA. you look all around and make your way for the vacant bedroom. when you knock, 5 voices chime in, "hellooooo?!"
you open the door and ask your roommates and their friends if they know where all the blankets went. after you ask, you realize they're all on ecstasy and lying in a big puddle of people and blankets under a pile of blankets on top of a pile of blankets, everyone cuddling each other and a pillow. you try to get mad for a second, but everyone's smiling too hard.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
HOW TO MAKE A GNARLY WOBBLE (PART 2)
BROUGHT TO YOU IN PART BY J BUX (SIXTH STREET VACANT AFFILIATE)
WITH FRUITY LOOPS STUDIO:
>GET YOURSELF A CRACKED VERSION OF FRUITY LOOPS (AND REMEMBER WHAT I SAID ABOUT PEER GUARDIAN)
>SET YOUR SEQUENCER BAR TO 8 BEATS
>RIGHT CLICK AND ADD 3 OSCILLATORS
>SEQUENCE A PATERN IN YOUR PIANO ROLL W/ A FEW MEDIUM-LENGTH NOTES
>SET YOUR OCTAVE FOR C8 TO GET YOUR BASS BIN THUMPIN'
>MESS WITH YOUR OSCILLATORS TO ACHIEVE BASS TONE EXCELLENCE
>TURN THE AMOUNT ON THE WAVE TO MAX
>ADJUST YOUR SPEED (WOBBLE SPEED)
>BE SURE TO MESS WITH YOUR ATTACK TO SOFTEN THE FRONT OF THE BASS NOTES OR YOU WILL LOOK LIKE A TOTAL TOOL. IT HELPS TO ADD FILTERS TO YOUR BASS SO YOUR NOTES FLOW WITH OUT BLEEDING
>ALSO BE SURE NOT TO USE SHITTY DRUM HITS ON YOUR SHUFFLE BEATS BECAUSE YOU WILL LOOK LIKE AN EVEN BIGGER TOOL THAN IF YOU DON'T ADJUST YOUR BASS ATTACK
WOBBLE, MUTHA FUCKA!
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
HOW TO MAKE A GNARLY WOBBLE (PART 1)
brought to you in part by j-bux ( sixth street vacant affiliate)
WITH MASSIVE(SOFTSYNTH):
>GET A CRACKED COPY OF MASSIVE OFF A TORRENT SITE (USE PEER GUARDIAN TO COVER YOUR TRACKS AND WHATEVER TORRENT CLIENT YOU USUALLY USE)
>NEW SOUND IN THE "FILE" MENU
>OSCILLATION TO THE BASS FREQUENCY OF YOUR CHOICE
>WAVETABLE POSITION TO THE FATTY SOUND OF YOUR CHOICE
>ROUTE OSCILLATOR 1 TO FILTER 1 (REMOVING BLEED)
>SELECT A GNARLY FILTER
>MESS W/ THE FILTER SETUP TO GET YOUR TONE OF CHOICE
>HIT UP LFO-5 AND SYNC IT TO GET A TIMED WOBBLE
>SET THE XFADE TO SINE TO GET A SMOOTH WOBBLE
>DRAG ASSIGNMENT TAG FROM LFO-5 TO THE MOD ASSIGN BOX ON THE FILTER 'FREQUENCY CUTOFF' AND STICK HER IN THE FAR-LEFT MODULAR BOX (AFTER THAT YOU CAN CLICK AND DRAG YOUR MOUSE UP AND DOWN TO DEFINE THE MODULATION AND POLARITY OF THAT NASTY WOBBLE YOU JUST MADE
>CLICK AND DRAG THE LFO RATE TO VARY THE WOBBLE
FROM THERE IT'S ALL EXPERIMENTATION AND KNOB TWISTING. DO YOURSELF A FAVOR AND GET A COUPLE SHUFFLE BEATS PROGRAMMED BEFORE YOU START SO YOU CAN GET YER WOBBLE ON AS SOON AS YOU GET THE HANG OF IT.
GET TO IT!!!
GET TO IT!!!
Monday, March 1, 2010
shit you missed in columbus hip-hop: PART FIVE
OK! this has nothing to do with hip-hop... but check this shit out.
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